"If this earth has a will, then he is definitely a bastard screenwriter with a bad taste."
The speech of a certain god boss once aroused resonance in some higher-level circles.
It never likes smooth sailing stories.
It never likes the protagonist of the story to have a happy ending.
It always gives you that hard kick in unexpected places. Maybe if you survive it, you will get rich or even doubled rewards, but at that moment
"That's really heartbreaking."
Some people are trying to explain this behavior of the earth.
"Its resources are limited, and it can only give priority to cultivating those with potential. Therefore, the difficulty of becoming a god is much higher than that of other worlds, but as a price, the strength of the gods and quasi-gods in our world is not low."
"It is seeking more evolutionary possibilities, and it is forcing us to complete evolution and make up for the rules it needs."
"This is karma. It is the traditional concept of us humans that forms the low-level operating logic of this world. In the final analysis, it is the 'ethnic consciousness' of us humans that causes all of this."
"Similar to a heavenly tribulation? A demonic tribulation? It's really similar."
Various academic and philosophical circles have given reasonable answers. Not to mention, some of them are quite reliable and sound very real.
"Don't make excuses for the bastard, it just wants to watch the fun!"
But some speeches are more deeply rooted in people's hearts.
Although judging from the results, it does make most high-level professionals, strong people and even innate bosses more mature, everyone has a lot of stories and bitterness.
But when it was my turn, it really happened. I felt this kind of confusion of being run over by a dump truck, and I hated it deeply.
"Has he really faced 'that woman'?"
In Fei'er's eyes, Lu became even more mysterious. She hated herself so much that she was so young that she couldn't collect intelligence at all.
Only then did she realize that this young man who had always had an inexplicable affection for her had such outrageous strength and resume.
Looking back, some things that were unreasonable suddenly seemed normal.
The "incarnation of the big cat" that Lu Pingan felt before was even more outrageous than what he remembered as his "incarnation of fear". This was obviously something abnormal.
In fact, this is not the embodiment of his fear at all, but it is not actually Mayfair's either.
The two people are actually quite destined, because they are destined to draw the one they fear the most, the one they least want to face, and the strongest one they encounter must be Kerdales!
It is impossible for two Kerdales to appear in two copies of the same existence. Therefore, the inner mechanism of the secret realm is triggered and they are directly fused together, giving a super double.
But that thing is obviously not something that the secret realm can produce.
After all, Mayfair, who was once the successor, is probably the person who knows Kildales best in the world, and her fear of her has once again amplified its intensity in her heart.
Coupled with Lu Ping'an's "fear" and "hostility", the strength of this thing may really reach the original version or even go further.
If it really hits the ground, I'm afraid even the eighth-level emcee above him will be killed instantly.
Of course, even at the limit of this secret realm, it is impossible to breed such a monster, and failure is inevitable.
"How's it going? Are you thinking about grandpa? I'll take you to find him after things get better."
Looking at the little girl with an uneasy face, Lu Pingan lowered his head and comforted her.
From his point of view, the encounter with Xiaomu was just an accident, but since her grandfather had given him a generous reward, he had to provide corresponding services.
Don't tell me, this little girl is very well-behaved and cute, not like an ordinary child who cries constantly.
The naturally high favorable impression made it easier for Lu Ping'an to talk, and this "good impression" also made him subconsciously think that everything was normal.
Destiny is indeed a scriptwriter full of bad taste. What Lu Pingan did not long ago, at this moment, everything was reversed.
But from his perspective
"Isn't she just a little girl? Even if she has talent, wouldn't it be a good thing to have secrets? I am quite short of talents here."
There are some things that are impossible to see through unless you take the initiative to expose them. He would never have thought that in that young body, there was a soul that was inextricably linked to him.
After all, in reality, "age" is the best label and proof, not to mention that Xiaomu is indeed a real little girl, both internally and externally.
A normal girl's social experience is destined to be limited.
"The contestants have one day to rest and adjust. Of course, if they are satisfied, they can apply for withdrawal from me and can retain a divine grace to withdraw."
I went through the trial rituals one by one, and except for a few who passed it easily (such as Lu Ping'an), the others barely passed it, but their faces were extremely ugly.
Their current mental state is obviously not suitable for "combatants" who are in poor condition in the next round, and they cannot perform a ceremony that satisfies the God of Fighting.
A just right time arrangement, a night's rest and adjustment, although it was expected.
But when it really came, many people breathed a sigh of relief and continued to fight, which is so sad.
However, this night, it is still impossible to calm down.
"Brother Su, can I go and play with Eve?"
What the little girl said made Lu Pingping stunned.
But if you think about it carefully, it seems natural that in the innocent eyes of the little guy, maybe they are still good friends.
"It's dangerous not to go. And she probably doesn't want to see you right now."
Seeing Lu Ping'an say this, the little girl looked a little confused and nodded uneasily.
She obviously didn't know there was any threat, but she was obedient and didn't ask any questions, which made Lu Ping'an breathe a sigh of relief.
When she really pressed the question, she didn't even know how to answer it.
"Fortunately, she is quite well-behaved."
Lu Pingan breathed a sigh of relief. He was indeed very good at raising children. Xiaomu was a good and obedient child, which was great.
And he himself does still have a lot of work to do.
"One information dealer may not be enough, so let's find a few more. Tsk, my identity has been exposed, and those shady people may not dare to trade with me."
Everyone who should be eliminated has been eliminated. Tomorrow's third round is the beginning of the main match. There is no death match for the weak. The "Grand Prize Match" that can get the attention of the gods and directly gain the divine favor will naturally be extremely cruel.
And in this kind of competition, there are too many preparations that can be made. Everyone else has information but you don't, which means you will be far behind at the beginning.
"By the way, I still want to see Wang Hai."
Wang Hai also passed. It is worth mentioning that he won easily.
His opponent is a completely ghostly version of himself.
The hardware was indeed terrifyingly powerful, but it clearly lost its rationality and was easily controlled by Wang Hai, who seemed to be well prepared.
Lu Ping'an noticed that, excluding a few exceptions, the number of "Warrior Monks (Awakened + Fighting)" who passed this test was still the largest. Runners like himself only accounted for one-tenth or two, obviously.
There are overwhelmingly many low-end part-time mid-level runners.
It seems that Big Cat is really not talking nonsense. The shortcomings of runners in certain aspects are indeed quite obvious.
As for the awakened ones, it is quite obvious when they control the "fear" and "beast" in their hearts.
It is said that high-level enlightened beings can also construct "imagination spaces" and can simulate actual combat just by relying on imagination in their minds. In actual combat, they can have a precognitive effect similar to cheating.
Lu Ping'an even observed that the basic attributes of the awakened ones seemed to be "high mental strength", while most of the runners had "high physical strength and high reflexes". The paths of the two sides were very different and must be studied carefully.
But now that the road is safe, I just want to finish the "joint" quickly, then take a good bath and sleep with the family.
He didn't expect that this night, which seemed like an intermission, would not be easy.
Some things only crawl out of the shadows at night